Chapter: 504

Xin Che is already managing some of Ning Qi's apparent accounts, which relieves a lot of burden for the big dog who is not proficient in numbers.

"Yes, master."

Xin Che nodded with a smile.

The young master is going to make the Shenwu Duke's mansion bleed.

Seeing Ning Qi's self-confidence, Tong Guan immediately felt that his decision was extremely wise. As long as he wins, his wealth accumulated over decades will be doubled!

"Hahaha, push yourself? Don't wait until the loser doesn't even have to wear pants!"

A loud laugh came, and Zhu Dazhuang and Sun Tianjian came together, beside them, there were several familiar faces, such as Huangfu Zhengxiao and other first-class patriarchs in the capital.

"Oh, Mr. Shenwu came just in time. I heard that you opened the village this time. Do I accept as much as I want?"

Ning Qi ignored Zhu Dazhuang, but shouted at Huangfu with a look of surprise.

Huangfu Zhengxiao smiled slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said, "That's natural."

"Xin Che, you heard me, you don't need to save money for the young master, just press it all in later."

Ning Qi turned his head and smiled.

"Yes, master."

Xin Che smiled slightly.

Afterwards, the two teams entered the arena side by side. Lu Wuchang had already prepared early and sat on the high platform.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people in the auditorium were fixed on Ning Qi and Zhu Dazhuang, watching them go up to the high stage, bowing their heads to communicate from time to time.

In the place where Huangfu's family opened the village, an elder was constantly taking bets. In a short period of time, millions of taels of gold had already entered the account. Among them, 400,000 taels of gold had won the victory over Ning Qi. Most of these people were ordinary people. The 600,000 taels of gold were basically pressured by Ning Qi's opponents.

"I want to place a bet."

Xin Che walked up to him and smiled.

The elder cast her a glance, and said casually: "The competition is about to start, how much do you want to bet, hurry up."

"There are two million taels of gold tickets here, and all of them will be won by slaying the dragon."

After saying that, Xin Che took out a palm-thick gold ticket from his body and threw it on the table.

The denomination of each card is 10,000 taels.

The elder was startled, his gaze towards Xin Che was no longer distracted, and he immediately began to count the gold tickets on the table, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Girl, do you really want to press so much? Let me advise you, the Dragon Slayer will definitely lose today."

The elder narrowed his eyes and said.

"In this case, why do you want to persuade me? Don't you want me to send money to your Huangfu family?"

Xin Che smiled slightly.

"Hmph, good! My Huangfu family accepts it."

The elder snorted coldly, and then gave Xin Che a receipt. After Xin Che left, he ordered someone to report the news to Huangfu Zhengxiao.